Thoughts Written

Over the edge

Piercing and pulling, I'm hurt beyond words. Everyone is breaking me. Words and actions they engulf my thoughts. I'm starting to think one had jumped onto my head.

Piercing and pulling they disconnect me. I'm more distant now. They tear away my feelings as I no longer feel hurt. They swipe my energy so I can't get out of bed. They've haunted me everywhere and I can't seem to bear it.

I, myself, went to resolve it. 'Meet us at the bridge!' I heard, echoing into the oblivion of my mind. I walked to the bridge sluggishly, and by the time I got there I was exhausted. Exhausted in mind and body I collapsed by the edge.

I should've known they would be the ones to push me when I was down. I was expecting it, really. I fell into bleak and dark nothingness. Until I was merely nothing.

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I welcomed the darkness that enveloped me. Death was inevitable anyways. I just had to realize that what hurt me had a reason. I have a reason to be here. I just can't seem to figure out what the reason is.